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Rare Flesh

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wear and tear	memories clear (and as cold) as ice	Grease up the mirror with some lipstick	There ought to be limits to freedom
Hazel O'Connor	Spunk	David Armstrong	look beneath the floorboards for the secrets I have hid
Days and nights come together in a slow falling down	Grease cock	The sky is a machine for making gods	witch hazel
Eighth Day	We decorated his van with crayons and fluorescent paints	faithfulness	Play the Game
Thomas Hobbes	Coffee table	Lene Lovich	Hobbes
moral	Clive Barker	Calvin	John Locke

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